Language of Love
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Ti amo-ItalianJe t'taime-FenchTe Quiero-Spanish


Love is the odd coincidence that you met your perfect match.



Rhyming PoemIf I loved you and you loved meThen our love is meant to be.
HaikuI love you todayWe're forever togetherI loved you then
Limerick

Love is meant to beFor you and for meIf this is soAnd you say noThen I must go to flee.


Mysterious Valentine
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On the brink of Valentine’s Day in Barbers Hill, about 300 miles off the Gulf of Mexico I met my friend from Dayton. I would finally get to go back to Dayton school and meet all my friends again, but it wasn’t the reason that I had hoped for. People were disappearing in school everywhere. My parents thought it would be safer in Dayton than anywhere else. The next day in class at Dayton we were doing what we did every Valentine’s Day in Dayton. I noticed something strange the school was missing a lot of people something that usually didn’t happen on Wednesday. Where is everyone today? All my friends sat together with me and it was just like old times. After lunch more people were disappearing some teachers and some kids they weren’t called over the loud speaker to leave, but if they left the class room they didn’t come back. My friends and I decided that we would stick together and not go to the bathroom. My friend a normal twelve year old kid stuck with me the whole time joking around. I then gave him the-this-is-serious look when I saw that my best friend had disappeared. Everyone was bustling around in the hall so I couldn’t see anything. Then a light flashed and everything went dark. I could hear people screaming for help! Someone grabbed me, but I managed to get free and kick him in the leg. He tumbled over on his back gripping his knee cursing. I ran into my class room and told the teacher that a man attacked me. My teacher ran outside and grabbed the man. A week later the man had confessed his name and that he was the one kidnapping the kids and teachers. He was sentenced to 1 year in prison.